“I’m fine,” Yolanda smiled, “As long as everyone enjoys the breakfast I made, I’m good.”

With that, she pretended to notice Attlee for the first time, smiling and saying, “Morning, Dad. I’ve cooked up some grub for you and Mom. You haven’t tasted my culinary skills since we got back home.”

Attlee was originally ticked off, thinking his daughter was sleeping in. But seeing her being so dutiful and considerate now, he felt a pang of guilt and shame.

Such a good daughter, so what if she slept in?

He’s been too petty.

not see through his mood? Raised by a cleaning lady, she’s been through tough times, and her ability

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she spoke: “I’ve been able to cook since I was five. When my foster mom used to go to work, I’d have the meal ready when she got home.”

deepened; he hadn’t realized she

couldn’t afford meat, so I’d cook up different veggies for her. Sometimes I’d give her my share of

ached even more..

point and saw Yoli cooking and sharing her childhood stories,

if to say, “Well done, girl! Look at your father; he’s about to cry!”

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